Then his ONYX pulsed. A new Veritas thread lit across his interface.
[Veritas: Celia Huang → Novala Project | Level: Internal Only]
— "Meeting confirmed."
— "VXN Annex, The Ledger Vault."
— "Access opens 09:00. Patron+ may invite & grant clearance."
— "Layout preconfigured for Team-8 diplomacy mode."
— "Refreshments will autoload upon confirmation."
— "Arrive sharp."
Aiden exhaled once.
That was it.
The Novala Project.
The metaverse initiative he'd requested to join—not just for Prestige or advancement, though those came standard. But because he needed focus. A storm to silence.
Something to simulate.
Something to solve.
Something not tied to glitching systems, or golden keys that shouldn't exist.
He'd spoken to Celia and Yves briefly yesterday. A provisional conversation—quick, strategic. But this would be the first time the full team assembled. No more theory. The simulation began now.
He moved from the glasswork edge of the suite toward the AuraSuite—already sensing his biometric wake.
A soft pulse of light greeted him. Steam. Precision temperature.
Within 3 minutes, his vitals were balanced, posture recalibrated, and skin rehydrated.
Then the StyleForge—already syncing through ONYX—activated as Vox ran the calibration silently in the background.
But something was off.
The calibration didn't match his behavioral forecast.
It was sharper. Formal. Precision-weighted—just enough to meet Vault diplomacy code.
Aiden hadn't requested it.
Hadn't even thought of the Ledger Vault.
The system had dressed him... like it already knew.
As he moved toward the exit, the suite dimmed behind him—automated sensors sensing departure.
There was no need to wake Aria.
It was the weekend. She'd sleep through the hour, maybe two—undisturbed, deserved. Especially after everything.
He didn't leave a note. Didn't adjust a thing. Just stood at the threshold a moment longer than necessary, gaze lingering.
She looked peaceful.
Untouched by the quiet storm building in his mind.
He turned—silent, deliberate—and left.
His ONYX synced as he moved—clean, efficient, already embedded in his ONYX feed. A new access point blinked into view on his AR map.
VXN Annex – The Ledger Vault.
Luxem Sectra
Tier: Patron+
Status: Active.
Without prompting, Vox responded.
"Capsule arranged. Arrival in 42 seconds."
It hadn't existed on his interface yesterday.
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